Poem

Translated poem Kazi Nazrul Islam's Manush কাজী নজরুল ইসলামের মানুষ কবিতা Manush (Man) -By Kazi Naztul Islam Let us sing the song of equality As man is more superior and  unparallel to any other beings, Having no disparity depending on  time, place and person And even indiscriminated by property. 'Hi worshiper, open the door. It's the time for puja ' An oracle is dreamed by a  worshiper And woke up unhesitatingly with a zeal of being monarch or like so. But heard from a torn clothed, leaned, thinned passersby " Give some prosad, Been hungry for seven days " All on a sudden the door was closed Infront of him The passersby mooved away But the gems of appetite began to ignite In that deep night. He bemoaned " The temple is governed by that worshiper only Not by you, God " Yesterday in the mosque There was a ritual feast Plenty of meats and breads had remained untouched Which had brought the mollah a lot of smile. At a ti...

Fighting To fight for something Identify your bars, your enemies Grade and locate your enemies And pick out the source of initiation of enmity. To fight for something Think hundred times about the policy Count your power and that of opponent Fight against main enemy detected well. Lust, anger, greed, attachment Jealousy and arrogance The six enemies age old Showing their evil faces more or less. To cut short our problems To put an end to our problems We look into our eternal foes - We see love comes from lust and beauty from sex Intense urges from anger Hope from greed Attention from attachment Will force from jealousy And exceptionality from arrogance. Last of all considering all factors We come to the point We should take challenge for fight against extra greed Maddening our lives in this wonderful land. We must have to win this fighting.                         रिपु दमन किस...

My World Of Love (Inspired by honorable poet Bindi Sharma) 'I'll be fractured  but not be sprained ' A renowned, well mentioned  topic But don't know A healthy person sound in mentality How far proceed continuing the idea. Elasticity, my first choice of quality Much considerable Much negotiating Keeping patience My principle.. I believe love never destroys Not bubble. Everlasting cement material.. So reluctant in breaking any relationship And my relationship prolongs to far and far I believe in law That is law of Conservation  Of Energy Love is an energy which must be conserved Changing one form to another It may be absolution But really I believe it And thus I enjoy the world of love. May be such as Taking little food for eating for a long time Frugality of love may  ensue life long duration.

Dr.Shyamal Kumar Majumder ,52years of age  is living at Faridpur in Bangladesh. He is a physician and poet  .He obtained MBBS degree from Sher -e-Bangla Medical College, Barisal, Bangladesh in 1993.Very recent he is writing poems in Bengali and in English. He is highly engaged in different Facebook based international readers and writers groups. He strongly believes in tightening frarority  all over the world by sharing love  and dignified culture. His literary published works in different anthologies in different countries are as follows : #A Divine Madness : An Anthology Of Modern Love #A Bouquet Of Verse #Voices of Humanity #Ardus Publications' 2015 Christmas Anthology #Rose And  Rhymes #Feathers #Hope Reborn dedicated to APJ Abdul Kalam #Mellifluous #Anthology Of Acoustic Poems dedicated to Yaati Madan G.Gandhi #Creative Corner : Crafting Emotions #Spring : The Season Of Love #Cologne Of Heritage : Incredible Bengal #Oh My Sweetest Love #Ant...

Come The Immaculate Damsel  Come the immaculate damsel  I'll  decorate you I'll  make you a ten-handed deity.  I want to give you in one hand One basket of rose for real lovers.  In other hand a flute for tuning sweet songs for a cultured society... In one hand an encyclopedia of world for every student ... In other hand a chess board for good politicians.  In one hand a computer for a good communicative world...  In other hand a gold spoon for a golden future.  In one hand a plough for cultivating good crops... In other hand an axe for cutting woods.  In one hand  seeds of dream for sowing in every mind...  But other hand will be free for making bond of friendship.  Come the immaculate damsel  I'll decorate you I'll power you like a deity of love.  Me, a poet called by man... Basically I'm a man of this modern era who wants to love truly.  Come the imm...

A MIRROR You're my mirror On which I get my reflection Either healthy or not Either endowed or not Either brimmed with freshet or not. You're my friend For which I'm related Either with your happiness or sorrow Either with your success or failure Either with your passions or notions. You're my  anthology In which I ink down Either on your love  or broadness Either on your struggle or uphill task Either on your persuasion or troth. (C) Shyamal Kumar Majumder